David Byrne has always been cool by being deeply uncool. The last time he was in Charlotte he didn’t even play a show. Instead, he led a bike ride around town to encourage people to vote. Now he’s back to do what he does best, which is confound expectations while glancing back at his past without an ounce of reverence. His American Utopia, which dropped in March, is quintessential Byrne, a mass of funky and endearingly dorky contradictions, and an optimistic take on existential dread.